If It's You... | By : phoeyay Category: +G to L > Katekyo Hitman Reborn Views: 3682 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Courtesy Watersports warning:
This story contains very mild watersports. Characters are not specifically turned on by the peeing, but it does happen, and there is a certain amount of detail. Sorry if this isn't your kink. I think even if it isn't, most of you should not be too grossed out by it, but my standards are... weird.
Be warned.
And if you came this far anyway... yay! You're willing to give my perverted mind a chance. Thanks, and enjoy!
***
"Oh craaaap!" Tsuna wailed pathetically.
Gokudera grinned, trying to cheer him up. "Come on, boss, it's not that bad! We're on vacation, we've got nowhere to be, and you've got me here to keep you company."
"Yeah, but…"
Tsuna blushed, realizing maybe what he was about to say was a little too much information.
"But?"
"I have to go. Like, really bad."
Gokudera's eyes widened in understanding. "Number 1 or Number 2?"
Tsuna blushed redder. "Just number 1. But it doesn't matter, does it? There's no toilet in here."
He looked up at a flurry of movement and realized Gokudera was taking off his overshirt, leaving just his T-shirt. He bunched it up and put it in the corner, then pointed to it. "Boss… use that."
"I…I can't do that!" the smaller boy shrieked, mortified. "It's your shirt! That's…"
"I could never call myself the boss's right-hand man if I let him be uncomfortable when I could do something about it. Besides, it's really bad for you. People die from holding it too long!"
Tsuna's eyes widened. "D… die?" He'd never heard of that before.
"It's true. It messes up your kidneys. You really should go. Here, I'll turn around."
"Alright, I guess I should go. T-thanks Gokudera. And… I'm sorry about your shirt."
"If it's you, I don't mind, boss!" Gokudera turned toward the opposite corner.
Tsuna unzipped his pants, but still felt really uncomfortable. He stood there over the crumpled shirt holding his penis, feeling like an idiot. He had to go… really bad…. but it just wasn't coming out. Meanwhile he was getting more and more nervous. Gokudera had turned around and couldn't see anything, but he was still right there, and that wasn't helping.
He looked down at the crumpled shirt again. "G-Gokudera?"
"Yes boss?"
"What if… it's not enough to absorb all of it, and I make a mess on the floor?"
There was a rustling from the opposite corner and a bundle plopped into Tsuna's arms. Gokudera had taken off his t-shirt.
"Uh… that's not what I was asking you to do! I just don't know if I should really pee here in the elevator!"
"Take it. Please, boss. Do it for me."
For him? What on earth was that supposed to even mean?
Tsuna dropped the t-shirt on top of the overshirt, and tried again. This time his body seemed ready to beat out whatever reservations were in his mind, and the pee started to come out. He barely managed to grab his cock and keep it from running down his pant leg. He stood watching the pile of clothes slowly get soaked, and felt his face getting red-hot. Gokudera couldn't see, but he'd be able to hear the wet sound of the stream of piss coming down on the fabric. This is easily the most embarrassing moment of my life, Tsuna decided.
After what seemed like hours, he shook out the last few drops, and started to reach for the toilet paper, then remembered the situation. He looked helplessly down at his dripping member. Most guys probably wouldn't care, but he had too much respect for his mom, who did his laundry, to let it stain his underwear if he could help it.
Gokudera glanced back tentatively. "Boss… is everything alright?"
"Gokudera… do you have some kleenex or something?"
The taller boy patted his pockets ineffectively. "Sorry boss… wait a minute though…"
Tsuna found himself looking down at his shirtless friend, who was suddenly kneeling in front of him.
Not for the first time, the fanatical devotion in Gokudera's eyes threw Tsuna off balance and made him a little scared. "I'll take care of it, boss."
"Wh-whaaa….?" The smaller boy thought he couldn't turn any redder, but the heat spreading over his face and down his chest told him that was exactly what was happening as he felt his friend's mouth close around the tip of his cock. Gokudera swirled his tongue around several times, cleaning up every last drop that remained.
Dumbstruck, Tsuna stared down at the platinum-blonde head bobbing at his waistline. A weird sensation was coming over him. It feels…. GOOD?
Just then, Gokudera stopped and sat back on his heels. "There you go, boss. Good as new!"
Tsuna continued to stand there shaking, feeling kind of embarrassed, and like a nervous wreck, and like he wanted something really badly but didn't want to ask for it, and didn't even know what it was.
Gokudera sensed the boss's confusion. As his eyes moved down from the boss's innocent, flustered face to the place where his mouth had just been, he realized what was wrong.
"Boss… you got big!"
"Eh??" Tsuna followed his friend's eyes down to his crotch and realized what he meant. I only get like that when I have daydreams about Kyoko-chan… but all I was thinking about just now was Gokudera-kun doing that … thing that he did for me….
Gokudera didn't know what to do. He didn't want to make the boss uncomfortable, but that flustered look was… adorable. He couldn't seem to stop himself. "Do you want me to help out with it?"
Tsuna remained completely confused. "H-help? With what?"
The taller boy's eyes widened in understanding. "You mean you've never done… that before? Like, touched yourself?"
Tsuna frowned. He touched himself all the time, but he didn't think that was the kind of touching Gokudera was talking about. It sounded like he meant something a little more… special. "I-I don't think so, no."
Gokudera's eyes lit up with fiery passion. "Let me be the one to show you how to do it, boss! It feels really good. I want to be the first one to show it to you."
Tsuna had a bad feeling about this. He felt like he was doing something really naughty, something his mom would spank him for even at the age he was now. But Gokudera… He's got that look. If I don't say yes, he'll beg me until I do.
Tsuna hated it when Gokudera begged for things, which unfortunately happened a lot. He looked up to the pale-haired boy, who seemed to be superior to him in every way. He's taller, better-looking and way smarter. I should be calling him the boss, instead of the other way around.
He sighed. "O-… okay. Show me."
The shower of profuse thanks he got from his self-styled subordinate was almost as bad as the begging would have been. But what came after made him cringe so much more that he immediately forgot about it.
Tsuna stood with his hard cock in his hand, Gokudera guiding it with his own larger hand. "Hold just tight enough that you can feel it, no more. Then stroke up and down, like this…"
The sensation wasn't bad. Actually it was so good that it made him whimper pitifully. The taller boy chuckled. "It's okay, you can make all the noise you want. Remember what the lady said? They can't hear us in here."
"That doesn't … really help…. it's still ….embarrassing!" The smaller boy was struggling to get the words out without letting them degenerate into more whimpers and gasps.
"Boss, no one but me will ever know you made those noises. You don't have to be embarrassed with me. I'll keep your secrets. I'll do anything for you. Here, let me prove it…"
Gently, Gokudera removed Tsuna's hand from around his cock, and leaned forward to the position he'd been in before, taking the organ into his mouth once again.
Overwhelmed by the warmth and wetness suddenly surrounding him, Tsuna forgot his embarrassment for a moment and gasped wantonly. He felt his friend's tongue swirling around him as it had before, but now it was languid, sensuous. Now it wasn't just being used to clean him, but to make him feel pleasure.
Tsuna's heart thudded in his chest. Something like this… how can it feel so good? He looked down at Gokudera's crouched form in front of him. He was bare from the waist up because of … that thing that had happened earlier. Tsuna felt a stab of jealousy looking at the bigger boy's broad shoulders and chiseled biceps. They'd gone swimming together, and things like that, but… I never noticed what he looks like before. Tsuna liked looking at Gokudera without his shirt, he realized. He looked… really good. Tsuna wanted to touch those hard muscles.
Becoming braver, he reached down. He couldn't quite touch Gokudera's shoulders or arms from where he was, though. He settled his hand on his friend's head instead. The hair was surprisingly soft and silky. Tsuna had always assumed it would feel rough to touch. He stroked it softly, not sure what else to do.
As Gokudera felt the boss's hand on his head, he let out a moan of pure pleasure, his mouth vibrating against the shorter boy's swollen member. Tsuna shuddered at the new sensation, and his legs turned into jelly.
Strong hands gripped his hips, pressing him against the wall and holding him steady. Tsuna leaned back, groaning with total abandon, giving up completely on trying to keep quiet. It feels too good.
"Goku… dera… kun…" Tsuna tried to get his thoughts in order, but they were too muddled. Something is going to happen… He felt like he was going to explode. He didn't know how to explain… "Gokudera… wait… please…!"
…and then he did explode. He felt something burst out of him, making his hips jerk involuntarily, accidentally shoving his member even further into his friend's mouth. How will I ever live this down?
But he didn't care, because it felt so awesome. He needed to let it out, his voice, his feelings… "Gokudera!… Aaaaah!"
*
Tsuna knelt on the floor, steeped in shame, the taller boy trying to comfort him. "It felt good, right? I told you it would feel good."
"B-but… something… came out…."
"That's normal. That's what's supposed to happen."
"Did you swallow it?"
"Yeah." For some reason the blonde boy smiled with what looked like extreme satisfaction.
"I-is that really okay? Isn't it bad for you or something?"
"No, people do it all the time." He chuckled softly. "It doesn't taste that great…" He grinned, "… but if it's you, I don't mind." He gave Tsuna a companionable slap on the back. Tsuna cringed even more at that, feeling like it really didn't go with what they were talking about right now.
He looked up at the self-possessed, mature kid sitting beside him. Gokudera was only half a year older than him - they were in the same class and everything - but sometimes it felt like about three or four years. And this guy calls me the boss.
It felt wrong. Just because he was the boss, people shouldn't give up their dignity for him the way he felt like Gokudera had just done. If this was really his 'family,' he didn't care how other bosses did it. Family was important to him, and he wanted to treat them like companions, not slaves or dogs.
"It feels… weird."
The taller boy frowned. "Weird?"
"Like I shouldn't let you do that. I need to do something in return, or I won't be able to forgive myself."
Tsuna stood up and held out his hand, a determined look on his face. "Stand up, Gokudera."
"…Boss…" Gokudera knew better than to go against the boss when he had that look, but…
Reluctantly, he stood up. Tsuna looked down, and saw what he'd hoped he would see.
"You're big too, now. That means I can help you the way you helped me."
"Wait… Boss… n-no…it's okay… I-I don't need…"
Gokudera trailed off, suddenly not able to speak. The smaller boy's hand was already softly stroking his bulging crotch through his jeans. "Please, Gokudera-kun. Let me. I want to return the favor."
He leaned helplessly back against the wall as he watched the boss kneel down in front of him and release his pulsating cock from the tight jeans.
Tsuna's eyes widened. One more way that he's got me beat… the thing was almost twice the size of his own member, and already had some hair growing at its base. He started out slow, not sure what to do. He remembered what Gokudera had showed him earlier, and wrapped his fingers loosely around… well, almost around it… stroking up and down the shaft.
"Boss… be careful… if you do that too much… stuff will come out… and get all over you."
Tsuna looked up at his friend with concern. There had been an odd tightness in his voice, like he was barely holding something back. He smiled up at the taller boy. "You're right. I'll do my best."
He opened his mouth as wide as it would go, and he closed it around the tip of Gokudera's cock without too much trouble. He couldn't get much more of it in his mouth, but now he knew from experience that even just this much felt really good. Experimentally, he tried moving his tongue around the way he'd felt Gokudera do. He heard soft, husky moans coming from above. He likes it! Tsuna congratulated himself happily.
Gokudera stared down at the boss, dumbstruck. This was… he'd had dreams about this. Good dreams. But they weren't the type of dreams that were supposed to come true. It's not my place to let the boss do something like this for me! That part of his mind was yelling at him, but it had completely lost control of his body as soon as Tsuna had begun stroking his cock. He opened his mouth to try to say something, apologize, make him stop, explain that it was beneath the boss's dignity to do this. All that came out was a wanton moan. "a-Ahhhhhhn…"
Tsuna was still troubled by the fact that he couldn't get all of Gokudera inside his mouth. He opened wider and managed another half-inch or so, but he wanted to make him feel good all over. The way he did for me. He reached his hand underneath and found the taller boy's ball sack. It was covered with soft hair. He squeezed it gently, heard a small gasp from up above, then he moved to the more sensitive shaft, moving his tongue to wet it a little bit, then spreading the wetness with his hand, stroking the part that he couldn't get inside his mouth.
Gokudera felt a pulse run through him as the boss palmed him from underneath. "Oh…" Then Tsuna's hand reached up, becoming curious, stroking along his bunched abdominal muscles, working its way down along his hips, ghosting softly over his sensitive inner thigh. The boss is touching me… touching me, like I'm special to him… and he took me in his mouth… it feels so good…
He wasn't going to be able to hold back. "Boss… you don't have…. to swallow it…. It's going…. to come….. any minute….oh…. Oh!"
Tsuna clamped his mouth down harder on his friend's cock, careful not to bite. I want to swallow it, you idiot. You did it for me, so why wouldn't I? He grasped the shaft with one hand and sucked for all he was worth. He felt Gokudera's member jump inside his mouth, as if it were alive.
Gokudera felt his hips spasm, and felt the wet warmth as he blew his load in the boss's mouth. He felt a sudden horrible shame, and yet he wanted this moment to go on forever. And that only made him more ashamed. "Jyuu-daimei!" he gasped, feeling it pumping out of him. Still, the boss's mouth stayed closed around him. He felt the boy's soft tongue pass over him, cleaning up the last of his cum, wringing little jolts of pleasure out of his overstimulated member. "… Jyuu-daimei…." he whispered it this time, softly, treasuring the knowledge that the boss would do this for him. Maybe this means I really am his right-hand man…
*
The two boys were slumped against the wall, thankfully with their pants back on, when the elevator door slid open to reveal the cheerful face of Yamamoto. "Hey guys! Everything okay in here?"
Tsuna stood up shakily. "Y-yeah. Thanks Yamamoto! Everything's fine."
"What's that in the corner?"
The shorter boy turned grey. He'd forgotten all about that. "Uhm…" he stammered.
Gokudera answered for him. "The boss had to pee really bad. I gave him my shirt."
Yamamoto looked startled for a minute, and then started laughing. He held up a finger, "Gimme one minute," then disappeared.
Seconds later Yamamoto was back with a washrag and a plastic bag. He knelt down and scooped the ruined clothing into the bag, then began scrubbing at the floor with the wet rag to wipe away any traces that were left. Tsuna realized what he was doing and grabbed his shoulder, trying to make him stop. "Yamamoto, let me do that. You don't have to touch that! It's disgusting. It's my…" he turned bright pink just in time for Yamamoto to stand back up and grin at him good-naturedly. "It's all done anyway. Don't worry about it, Tsuna. If it's you, I don't mind."
He took off again, dropping the washrag in the bag and heading for the nearest trash barrel. Tsuna stared after, face bright red. Gokudera clenched his fists, bright red for a completely different reason.
A/N: This is my first KHR fanfic. I hope you liked it! My favorite character from the series is actually Hibari, and I badly wanted to write a fic about him, but even though I'm head-over-heels in love with him, I somehow don't end up getting the major slash vibe from him that I do when Gokudera is onscreen. I adore Gokudera's ridiculously ardent devotion to his boss. I don't know about the English dub, but in Japanese the seiyuu is soooo sexy.
Yes, I like to ramble. How did you know?
Anyhow, I really hope you loved my fic, just as much as I love writing completely pointless porn! Yay!
hugs & kisses - phoeyay
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